In the morning, Song Qiaoyun was still doing laundry at home when she heard the door open and Chiang Kai-shek came back.
Seeing Song Qiaoyun standing by the pool rubbing dirty clothes, Lao Jiang Qingqing put down the thermos cup in his hand and the folding ponytail under his arm, and said hurriedly: "Oh, why did you start working? Leave me alone."
Come……"
He came over in three or two steps, snatched the shirt from Song Qiaoyun's hand, and gently pushed his wife aside: "Go and have a rest, and go to the living room to watch TV."
Song Qiaoyun lifted her hair that fell on her forehead and stared at Lao Jiang.
Looking at her husband's profile, I suddenly felt that there seemed to be less hair on Lao Jiang's head, and there seemed to be more white hair on his temples.
He squinted his eyes and smiled, then wiped his hands and walked to the kitchen.
I dug out the winter dates that Lao Jiang bought yesterday, washed some of them, grabbed a handful and walked back to my husband.
"Open your mouth."
When Lao Jiang heard the shouting, he subconsciously turned around and stuffed a winter date into his mouth.
He took a bite and nodded: "It's okay, it's quite sweet."
Song Qiaoyun also took out one and bit it in his mouth: "Don't buy this thing next time, it's very expensive."
"You can buy it if you like it." Lao Jiang shook his head: "We are two old people who have no money, and there is no use keeping the money."
After a pause: "Okay, you can't be tired. Go sit on the sofa in the living room."
"I'm fine." Song Qiaoyun shook his head: "I woke up late in the morning, I was full from sleep, and I didn't want to sit down."
"Then wait for me for a while. I'll finish washing the clothes and go downstairs with you to walk my legs."
As Lao Jiang spoke, he raised his chin and signaled. Song Qiaoyun immediately stretched out his palm and asked Lao Jiang to spit the date core in his mouth into his hand.
Song Qiaoyun returned to the living room, poured a glass of hot water out, and walked back again with the glass in hand.
Now I see something is wrong.
Lao Jiang seems to be in a bad mood.
Logically speaking, dirty clothes, especially shirt collars, need to be scrubbed vigorously, but Lao Jiang used a little too much force, as if he was holding back a breath of anger and didn't know who he was competing with.
The two have been childhood sweethearts and married again. They have spent most of their lives together, and neither of them knows each other well.
Song Qiaoyun thought for a while, then gently put his hand on Lao Jiang's shoulder and touched it: "What's wrong? Did your apprentice make you angry?
Is it...Dazhi said something stupid again?"
Old Jiang remained silent.
"Dazhi is not practicing well?" Song Qiaoyun continued to laugh and comforted her husband with gentle words: "This child is very upright. If you don't practice well, if you give him some advice, he will definitely be obedient and practice well. Why are you angry with the child?
"
"...It's not that I didn't practice well." Lao Jiang suddenly seemed to let out a sigh of relief. He stopped moving his hands and stopped struggling with his clothes. He pressed his clothes into the basin to soak them, and then sighed.
"It's not that you didn't practice well? Why is that?"
"Yes... you practiced very well."
Song Qiaoyun was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Isn't my apprentice a good candidate?"
"Too promising..." Lao Jiang put down his clothes, put his hands on his hips, and sighed.
Seeing that Lao Jiang was not in the right mood, Song Qiaoyun also realized that there was something wrong: "What is that..."
"Qiaoyun." Lao Jiang turned around to look at his wife and whispered: "Do you think the three apprentices we have accepted are too evil to compete with each other?"
Song Qiaoyun looked at her husband: "?"
"Chen Nuo won't mention it. He has a slippery temper, and when I saw him cheating and being slippery, at first I thought this kid's ambition was not in martial arts training.
But then I gradually realized something was wrong.
He was the one who hired Lin Sheng to be his disciple. After thinking about the incident when we went to HK to compete with the Song family, I always felt that this boy might be behind the scenes.
The child Lin gave birth to was a senior brother in vain, and he listened to Chen Nuo in everything.
In the HK arena, Lin Sheng became a blockbuster. I began to think that his talent was too good. I, the master, had neglected it before, and the child secretly practiced Kung Fu on his own...
But afterwards, no matter how I thought about it, I felt that something was wrong.
Moreover, I tested Lin Sheng several times. Although Lin Sheng was stern and refused to say anything, he said that he had figured out the skills by himself...
But, Little Leaf won’t lie!
Little Ye Zi has said that when we were in HK, before the competition in the ring, Chen Nuo gave Lin Sheng special training."
Song Qiaoyun nodded: "Well, you told me about this, but I also advised you that the child has some secrets for our own good and has no bad intentions. There is no need to ask too much..."
"I think so too." Lao Jiang nodded.
He took a breath and said, "Let's talk about Lin Sheng's child.
At first I felt that his talent was average, so I thought about teaching him some basic skills, practicing some basic boxing and kicks, and teaching him a set of Qi training methods.
In this life, I won't be able to go very far in the martial arts, but it's also good to keep fit and live longer.
Unexpectedly, I later found out that this child actually practiced qi and became a monk!
In the HK arena again, this kid knocked down two direct disciples of the Song family as soon as he made a move.
The two direct disciples of the Song family are both many years older than him. They are both very talented in martial arts and have been practicing for many years!
Qiaoyun... think about it.
How old is Lin Shengcai? Nineteen years old!
How long has he been learning kung fu from me?
Half a year?
Did I have this kind of skill when I was nineteen years old?
What was my level when I started practicing martial arts for just half a year?
What a monster!"
Song Qiaoyun shut up and stopped talking.
"Lin Sheng is a monster, and Chen Nuo is a little monster that I can't understand." Lao Jiang sighed: "I don't know what kind of luck our sect has got.
I didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse to have these two apprentices. I taught them cautiously and cautiously, as long as they didn't let the two children go astray.
When the third one is collected...this ambition..."
Song Qiaoyun suppressed a laugh: "Isn't it normal to have great ambitions? You have a straightforward temper..."
"Is he being honest?
What a mouth he has!"
Lao Jiang smiled helplessly: "It's not good if you don't have a good brain, but your temperament is quite simple and you don't have any scheming.
His talent is pretty good... he's not a monster, but he's still better than ordinary people. He's willing to endure hardships, he doesn't have any distractions, and his progress is fast.
Let me think about it...
This is finally a normal person.
I will teach him well.
This child is always respectful and filial to both of us. If he has something delicious to eat, he will never forget to give us a piece..."
"Yes, last time he ate at his house, he ate a pig's ear and said it tasted good. He didn't forget to wrap up a small bag to honor you."
"No...it's just a hot summer day." Song Qiaoyun teased.
Song Qiaoyun smiled, looked at her husband's face, and asked, "Why does Dazhi make you unhappy?"
Lao Jiang didn't say anything, but directly took out the dirty clothes from the basin in front of him and put them in the basin, leaving half a basin of water empty.
Then he took out a glass ball and threw it into the basin.
"You know the spiral strength of our sect."
Song Qiaoyun nodded and said with a smile: "Of course I know. When I first started, your training was not as good as mine."
Old Jiang looked at the water in the basin intently, suddenly took a breath, stretched out his left palm and took a virtual slap on the water.
The glass ball in the basin suddenly started spinning!
Song Qiaoyun smiled, then stretched out his hand, reached into the water and pinched the glass ball: "Old man, are you here to show off your kung fu to your wife?"
However, Lao Jiang's face was stagnant, and his tone was even more astringent.
"From now on... I'm afraid I'll just have to show off my skills in front of you."
"…What do you mean?"
"How long did it take me to master this skill?" Lao Jiang sighed: "Do you know what level Dazhi has reached?"
Before Song Qiaoyun could say anything, Lao Jiang gently tapped the basin, and the glass ball in the basin bounced out!
Lao Jiang grabbed it and turned to look at his wife.
"Just a while ago, Dazhi, in front of me, did this to me!
I just taught him this set of internal strength yesterday morning, and he was very confident...
I only practiced for twenty-four hours!"
Song Qiaoyun was shocked!
The couple looked at each other in silence for a long time.
Song Qiaoyun's heart suddenly moved! The expression on his face and his eyes were suddenly a little strange, and he whispered something.
"This ambition... was also introduced by Chen Nuo to become your disciple..."
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Guo Qiang is ramen.
The capillary ramen is served with a few slices of beef, a clear soup, and a few slices of green coriander.
A large bowl was brought out and placed on the table in front of the guests.
"Your face."
After Boss Guo finished speaking, he rubbed his hands on his apron, turned around and walked back to the counter, took out a box of Lanzhou, smoked one, and turned to look at the TV hanging on the wall.
There is a football match playing on the TV.
It's not lunch time yet, and there's not much business in the store.
There was only one table of customers sitting in the small shop.
The guest looked intently at the noodle bowl in front of him, then picked up the chopsticks and compared them. The way he pinched the chopsticks was a bit awkward, but when he picked up the noodles, he was very flexible.
As soon as he took one mouthful, his brows furrowed.
He turned his head and looked at Boss Guo.
"Hello, may I ask..."
"Huh? What's going on?" Boss Guo stopped watching TV and looked at this strange guest.
"Is there any sugar?"
"Huh?" Lao Guo was stunned.
This morning, there was a skinny boy who looked to be no more than ten years old, and he was also a foreigner...
Come here to eat ramen?
Not for breakfast, not for lunch.
It's like ten o'clock in the morning.
Just eat.
Open a restaurant and do business?
What's more, he is a foreigner. Maybe he admires Chinese food culture and wants to try it.
Boss Guo made this bowl of noodles with extra care, and even used three points of internal energy when pulling the noodles.
We can’t let foreigners spoil our delicious food!
but……
sugar?
Boss Guo was stunned: "What kind of candy?"
"It's just sugar." The boy put down his chopsticks and sighed: "Well... if there is no sugar, honey will do."
...I'm going!
Eye-opening!
This is the first time I met someone asking for candy at a ramen restaurant!
Even if children like to eat sweets, I run a ramen restaurant!
If it were another customer, Boss Guo would be embarrassed at this moment.
Where did the troublesome kid come from? Leave it alone!
But...they are foreign guests.
Well, maybe...this eating habit is different.
Boss Guo thought for a while, turned around and walked into the kitchen, then brought out a candy jar and placed it in front of the guests.
"Here! Sugar."
"Thank you!" The boy smiled, picked up the sugar spoon, scooped out two tablespoons, and poured it into the noodle bowl.
After thinking for a moment, I added another spoonful.
Next to me, Boss Guo grinned!
Add sugar to ramen noodles?
Which country's way of eating is this?
My bowl of carefully prepared noodles was wasted!
Really unable to watch this, Lao Guo took away the candy jar and simply sat on his own chair to watch TV.
After adding three spoons of sugar, the boy felt much more comfortable eating. After a bowl of noodles, he fell down in a short time. He even drank most of the soup!
Boss Guo next to him grinned after hearing this.
Can ramen with sugar... be delicious?!
What kind of mouth is this?
"It's delicious!" The boy wiped his mouth and squinted at Boss Guo with a smile: "The food you made is very delicious! It's great!"
Lao Guo felt disgusted in his heart.
Please spare me!
I will never admit that I made this thing!
But for business purposes, I still couldn't put it on my face, so I forced a smile: "As long as the food is delicious."
The boy touched his mouthband, took out a bill and put it on the counter.
Lao Guo took a look and quickly found change.
"Wait a minute, give me another bottle of Coke." The boy looked at Lao Guo.
Lao Guo frowned and thought for a while: "Kid...
I am a restaurant here, and Coke is expensive. There is a small supermarket less than 20 meters away. If you go to the supermarket to buy Coke, it is cheap!"
Or it could be said that Boss Guo has a pretty good character.
The boy straightened up, with a smile in his eyes: "No, I just want to buy it from you."
What's wrong?
How much money did you burn?
Boss Guo shook his head.
Yes, I said it anyway, if the customer insists on buying it, then don’t blame me.
He quickly opened a bottle of Coke, inserted a straw and pushed it in front of the child.
The boy bit the straw, downed half the bottle in one breath, and burped with satisfaction.
The boy took a deep breath, with a relieved expression on his face, and then looked at Boss Guo.
"Thank you, I was very satisfied with the meal just now..."
"Um?"
"Then, next, I think we can officially start chatting."
There seemed to be light flashing in the boy's big dark eyes.
Blah blah blah...
At the entrance of the store, the rolling shutter door suddenly fell automatically...
Lao Guo's expression changed instantly!
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"Wu Dalei!!"
Zhu Xiaojuan strode to the door of the backyard. Seeing that the iron gate was open, she walked into the backyard.
This is the backyard of the car dealership, as well as the residential area and office area behind it.
Zhu Xiaojuan is a pretty girl, but looking at her makeup and dress, she has the temperament of a little pepper.
Walking into the yard, he shouted at the door: "Baldhead, come out!!"
The room was quiet for a while, and then Brother Lei's voice came.
There was a trace of panic in his tone: "Xiaojuan... then, that... you, wait a moment..."
"Sneaky, what are you hiding? Is there a woman hiding inside?"
Zhu Xiaojuan was furious and rushed into the house. When she saw that there was no one in the living room, she walked inside.
There is no one in the office either.
I saw the bathroom door next to me was closed, so I pulled it hard.
It’s not pulled, it’s locked!
"Wu Dalei!! Come out quickly!"
"Xiaojuan, it's not...I..."
"What kind of little vixen are you hiding in there!"
"No one else, really, it's just me..."
"Then come out!!"
"I, I, I..."
Zhu Xiaojuan had a hot temper and picked up a wrench from the toolbox on the ground next to her.
"If you don't open it, I'll break the lock!"
"...Don't smash, don't smash, I'll open, I'll open the door... You, you, you, don't be scared!"
"...I'm scaring you...ah!!!!!!!!"
Before she finished speaking, as soon as the door opened, Zhu Xiaojuan's face suddenly changed wildly and she took a few steps back!
In the bathroom, a man stood there.
He is tall, slightly fat and very strong.
His face was full of flesh, and he also had a pair of swollen eye blisters caused by a hangover.
Her short hair is jet black and shiny!!
Zhu Xiaojuan let go of her hand, and the wrench fell to the ground with a clang.
Pointing at the man in front of him: "Wu Dalei, you, you..."
Brother Lei looked sad and reached out to scratch his thick black hair...
"What happened to your hair?! Are you wearing a wig?" Zhu Xiaojuan came to her senses, reached out her hand, gently grabbed it and pulled it twice.
"Hey! Hey! Hey! It hurts! It hurts!!"
"Really?! What happened to your hair?!" Zhu Xiaojuan's eyes widened.
Brother Lei’s pitiful expression:
"Well, I said this hair just grew out this morning...do you believe it?"